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Blessed With Visions

The smoke signals are rising higher and higher

Spelling out the truth after you had lit the fire

now your spirit soars high above the funeral pyre

And In a matter of split seconds you’ll be living out all your heart’s desire.

Looking for why screams fill the night and how the madness steals the light

Because when you close your eyes your seeing floating smiling skulls and with no death fright

No matter what you do, no matter how hard you try, you know you have seen them all before

Faces in morgue room when they were gone asking them why did they not put up a fight and decide to go into the light?

Was I marked before and just didn’t know it then? But it’s now seen on my right hand

I’m an aimlessly wondering nomad who can see everything I even see the Promised Land

Standing looking deep inside, holding a black mirror to a silver mirror forever I will walk that pathway

A path I know I can control with the slightest turn of my hands and I can never look behind

When the smoke came billowing out I felt that I now have a new passion for life and that’s now where I want to always stay.

A secret hiding in the jungle rainforest is buried deep away from the sun’s rays, it’s under the dirt

Put negative thoughts aside, your life is not broken and you’re not going to lose your mind

Focus on what you really want and know your only a one of a kind, trust me, believe me, it won’t hurt.

A foul smell is in the air, a pungent taste is on your tongue, snowflakes are forming inside the glass as you chase the holy smoke

Never felt this way ever before, so fast it rushed up apon me I closed my eyes tight but why  can I still see?

Now I know another one of his magic tricks and also how he made the blind once again see.

Prisms of colors in a kaleidoscope,  laser precision lines atop of pyramids  

The truth to what Stonehenge really is, the asteroid belt being formed right before me

Easter Island being nothing more than just the people who were turned to salt for looking back

It gave upon me the gift of prophesy, the answer to Samson’s riddle and it also showed myself being conceived, what more will it show me?

The greatest euphoria I now have felt to date, it’s in my system, it’s in me, its in you, is my brain having  another overload dumping or

am I having a DMT hallucination?

Please someone hurry and please tell me.

(SirCARSr 6-12-13)

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